Lift up your hands oh ancient doors The scared temple now the Lord's Prepare for visitation Like you've never seen before This carnal house of earthly sin Where gates are low and built for men Now renovations must occur For glory this way comes Lift up your gates The King's in a rage Lift up the doors Oh these ancient doors Uh Huh My Father walks the earth His feet they roam the sand My God He parts the seas Haults the waters with his hands But my people build His house so small With pias righteousness and pride We stand to top our filthy rags With towers bailed to reach the sky My people paint cathedral walls But He can't sit inside 'em Lift up your gates The King's in a rage Oh ancient doors Prepare the way of our Lord Prepare the way of our Lord Uh Huh Lift up your gates The King's in a rage Oh ancient doors Prepare the way of our Lord Prepare the way of our Lord Lift up your hands oh ancient doors Once pagan temples Now the Lord's Prepare for visitation Like you've never seen before These carnal hearts of earthly sin Where gates are low and built for men Now renovations must occur For glory this way comes